Sandra Feldman Poems

Like a wound that does not heal,
Is Death,
Taking away from our hearts,
The very breath,
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Will we ever change?
Will killing ever Stop!
Innocent blood spilled,
Drop by drop,
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JUSTICE!
A beautiful concept,
A beautiful word,
That could bring together,
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Readers of deep messages,
Are the lovers of Poetry,
For they are able to feel and see,
What no prose can ever be
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Who would tell us that one day,
We'd be together, come what may,
That Love is stronger than the rest,
And always finds a way to nest,
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A poem can be,
Like a surprising card,
You receive one day,
Full of beauty and melody,
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You can't force it, learn it,
Or dose it,
That kind of attraction,
Mixed in with some charm,
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The silent language of the eyes,
Defies,
The mystery that lies,
In all communication.
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What would we be without each other?
The World is cold, affection farther,
How would we share, without each other?
Poets, Artists
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Remember?
When people were people,
And not only drones,
This was a country,
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